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/~* A Scroll Tale™ *~\ Choose Your Own Page 63 Resigned to my fate, I stood there and felt a warm liquid filling up my pants. Looking down to see my final disgrace, I noticed that I was standing in a puddle of quick sand. Relieved that I hadn't wet my pants, I waited to see what implement of death would claim me first. Nearly covered in the quick sand, I looked up to see the giant cactus and beach ball mere feet from me, and then without warning a gigantic explosion occurred. Apparently the cactus and beach ball had collided in a disastrous fashion and I found myself sailing through the air having been thrown clear. | ||||
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